Kyle and I are no strangers to traveling together. We have an excellent system — he drives, I navigate. It’s worked super well for us in the last 10+ years that we’ve traveled together. We’ve found our way around Canada, Pennsylvania, Minnesota, and all over California, Oregon, Idaho and Vegas.
Whenever we leave to go somewhere semi-unfamiliar, we take along a big book atlas. This last weekend we were totally focused on getting to the hospital to meet our new nephew and see our family; the after-stuff never even entered our minds! Thus, we left our home without our trusty, beat-up, well-used atlas to guide us. No big deal! I have directions to the hospital! And they were awesome ones I printed from the campus’ website. We found it easily and immediately. The rest? Not so much of either. We got lost in the city several times. Can I ask you, San Francisco, why you refuse to put Freeway This Way signs on any of your streets? And when you do, you just randomly leave out the last few so that the drivers are taken 80% of the way and then left to fend for themselves? It took us over an hour to find our way from the Embarcardero to UCSF Parnassus. Granted, most of that was spent in horrific traffic (thanks, Fleet Week!) but seriously — we found our way to the hospital with no map! Jovi even started praying to Jesus that daddy would find the hospital. And when we finally came across Carl, and then Irving, we were like “Jovi! YOU ARE AWESOME” and then she spent the next 10 minutes congratulating her daddy on finding the hospital. “Good job, daddy!”
But really, the weekend was pretty amazing, otherwise. We took the girls to the zoo, which they loved. Jovi has been to a few zoos already but I think this is the first time she was actually old enough to really appreciate it. Although we argued for about 2 hours on why she wasn’t allowed to pet the animals or get inside their enclosures. Have you ever tried explaining to a 3 1/2 year old that even the cuddly animals can be bitey? So the petting zoo was a big save as far as that issue went. She got to pet sheep and goats and chase ducks while Aven wandered around looking offended if a goat looked at her the wrong way. She wasn’t herself that day (might have something to do with all the tantruming the day before? I’m sure that takes a lot of energy. Sigh).
We also got to see my awesome, amazing, beautiful friend Michelle. It’s crazy because I have known her for over ten years now, and aside from college, we’ve seen each other only a handful of times over the last decade. But when we do manage to meet up, it’s like old times. We don’t miss a beat and we pick up right where we left off. It’s a special friendship and I treasure it!! I wish everyone could have their very own Michelle — if you ever find one, hang on tight and never let go! Friends like that are priceless.
Sunday morning we met Michelle in Pacifica and went to an awesome beach. It was a little foggy and chilly at first but then the sun came out and it was wonderful. The ocean is my favorite.
On the way home from San Francisco, the girls needed a break and we needed to stretch, so we stopped at a pumpkin patch just outside Sacramento. The girls got to run around a bit a pick their own pumpkins off a four-acre patch!
Our vacation west-ward was quick, hectic, stressful and interesting (especially Saturday night when we found ourselves lost, right in the center of the Castro District- haha!) but that’s pretty much just Life, right? In the midst of all those hair-ripping-out moments were sweet ones where the girls gave us a random “I love you!” or Kyle and I laughed at stupid jokes the other made. And of course, we got to meet our sweet, blessed, brand-new nephew!